Flatulence is the expulsion through the rectum of a mixture of gases that are byproducts of the digestive process of mammals and other animals. It is also referred to as a fart; the bodies natural potpourri; pinching the loaf and occasionally cutting the cheese.
Regardless of what you call it, depending on where you are when it occurs, who it happens to and the sound it makes will pretty much determine whether you will laugh or gag if it makes an appearance.
For example:
Just making a fart sound when someone is bending over can have a room laughing (it has to sound authentic). However, there is nothing funny about it if you are trapped in an elevator with someone who had a high a fiber lunch or in a steaming hot shower and one "gets away" - you might as well lock yourself in a garage with your car turned on because it engulfs you like an entity. There are times when you don't even know where it came from (unless of course it came from you).
How many times have you been on the train and someone lets one slip...all of a sudden everyone is looking around for an arrow pointing out the person who did it - guess what? That person is looking around also because they are not taking the blame.
In case you thought there was a point to this, well there isn't. It was just an "observation" made while in the shower. :(
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Can someone please explain...
Can someone please explain…
Why Kristen Stewart (22) is getting all the shit for cheating on her BOYFRIEND Rob Pattinson (26)?
What about the MARRIED Rupert Sanders (41)?
Give me a friggin break. I am not saying it was a wise move on her part and that she should not accept some accountability but seriously she is still an impressionable young girl. He is a 41 year old handsome (apparently to some but not my cup of tea – I prefer coffee) male in a position of authority. What young girl wouldn't become infatuated. The media is going on a which hunt calling her a tramp? GTFOH with that bullshit. She made a mistake (as we all have). Learn from it and keep it moving. Is the media really going to drag this crap out like it is BIG HOLLYWOOD NEWS. For crying out loud Sherman Hemsley just passed away.
Why Kristen Stewart (22) is getting all the shit for cheating on her BOYFRIEND Rob Pattinson (26)?
What about the MARRIED Rupert Sanders (41)?
Give me a friggin break. I am not saying it was a wise move on her part and that she should not accept some accountability but seriously she is still an impressionable young girl. He is a 41 year old handsome (apparently to some but not my cup of tea – I prefer coffee) male in a position of authority. What young girl wouldn't become infatuated. The media is going on a which hunt calling her a tramp? GTFOH with that bullshit. She made a mistake (as we all have). Learn from it and keep it moving. Is the media really going to drag this crap out like it is BIG HOLLYWOOD NEWS. For crying out loud Sherman Hemsley just passed away.
MTA BS
MTA proposes strapping straphangers with $1 'green fee' on each new MetroCard
Surcharge would generate an estimated $20 million a year for transit authority. Goal is to reduce amount of MetroCards printed, discarded and hauled to landfill
Comments (33)By Pete Donohue / NEW YORK DAILY NEWS
Published: Thursday, July 26, 2012, 8:38 PM
Talking about how the train stations would be cleaner. REALLY? There are rats and all other kind of vermin down in the stations. The plastic card lying on the floor is the least of my worries. On another note, I am really curious as to the revenue the MTA makes from all those extra nickels and dimes they get from the unused & uneven amounts left on the MetroCards now - talking about giving us an extra quarter...
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
What's in a name?
What's in a name?
Is ugly equivalent to dirty?.
Examples of this are
Fly vs Dragon Fly – I won't think twice about smashing a fly with the daily newspaper but the Dragon Fly seems exotic and has that strip of bluish purple.
Moth vs Butterfly – Only the colors make them different in my eyes and why are white moths more acceptable then grey or black ones – racist I tell you.
Beetle vs Lady Bug – I am not going to front – I will take a quick step back from a beetle and possibly even leave a room. A Lady Bug however I will leave be.
Squirrel vs Rat (as far as I am concerned they are both dirty but people encourage squirrels to come to them for food – even give their kids peanuts to offer…fuck that – they are glorified rats).
I have heard stories of insects called stink bugs and hump back something or other….None of the names or stories make me a fan.
Roaches and waterbugs are in their own category. Maybe if they didn't have long antennae, weren't so damn fast and didn't pop when you step on them (shuttering at the thought). I can't help but wonder if they were a different color maybe they would be ok…but alas they are not so I will continue to clear a room and most likely knock down a child and pregnant lady while doing so if I see one – and Lord help whoever is near me if it is in flight.
Is ugly equivalent to dirty?.
Examples of this are
Fly vs Dragon Fly – I won't think twice about smashing a fly with the daily newspaper but the Dragon Fly seems exotic and has that strip of bluish purple.
Moth vs Butterfly – Only the colors make them different in my eyes and why are white moths more acceptable then grey or black ones – racist I tell you.
Beetle vs Lady Bug – I am not going to front – I will take a quick step back from a beetle and possibly even leave a room. A Lady Bug however I will leave be.
Squirrel vs Rat (as far as I am concerned they are both dirty but people encourage squirrels to come to them for food – even give their kids peanuts to offer…fuck that – they are glorified rats).
I have heard stories of insects called stink bugs and hump back something or other….None of the names or stories make me a fan.
Roaches and waterbugs are in their own category. Maybe if they didn't have long antennae, weren't so damn fast and didn't pop when you step on them (shuttering at the thought). I can't help but wonder if they were a different color maybe they would be ok…but alas they are not so I will continue to clear a room and most likely knock down a child and pregnant lady while doing so if I see one – and Lord help whoever is near me if it is in flight.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
What do you see?
I came across this on FB and thought it was a worthy share.
When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.
Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
One nurse took her copy to Melbourne. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.
And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.
Cranky Old Man
What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!
Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within. We will all, one day, be there, too!
PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM (originally written by Dave Griffith)
The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart!
Very Respectfully,
Scott Sonnon
www.breathinggift.com (My free book and video gift to you.)
One nurse took her copy to Melbourne. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.
And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.
Cranky Old ManWhat do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!
Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within. We will all, one day, be there, too!
PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM (originally written by Dave Griffith)
The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart!
Very Respectfully,
Scott Sonnon
www.breathinggift.com (My free book and video gift to you.)
— at Where was this photo taken?
Kid Logic...
Setting: July 21, 2012; Mother in kitchen getting some PC work done; appreciating her quiet morning and strong coffee....
Insert sound of footsteps....
Child: "Mom, you should make me breakfast today..."
Mother: "Hmm...why?"
Child: "Because I made you breakfast for you on my birthday 2 weeks ago..."
Mother: "Well, I carried you for 9 months rent free and am on my menstrual cycle..."
Child: "Really mom? What is it with you and your ovaries and for those 9 months you didn't have to deal with that bicycle, tricycle thing."
Mother: "Pancakes ok?" smh...
Insert sound of footsteps....
Child: "Mom, you should make me breakfast today..."
Mother: "Hmm...why?"
Child: "Because I made you breakfast for you on my birthday 2 weeks ago..."
Mother: "Well, I carried you for 9 months rent free and am on my menstrual cycle..."
Child: "Really mom? What is it with you and your ovaries and for those 9 months you didn't have to deal with that bicycle, tricycle thing."
Mother: "Pancakes ok?" smh...
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
What the hell type of person....
or organization pickets a funeral?
Don't get me wrong...there are certain types of people that should be burned at the stake but I can't understand what the concept of the following quote taken from the Huff Post Entertainment section:
The world has no short supply of idiots - and apparently some attend the Westboro Baptist Church.
Church to picket Sage Stallone's death
Don't get me wrong...there are certain types of people that should be burned at the stake but I can't understand what the concept of the following quote taken from the Huff Post Entertainment section:
"The Westboro Baptist Church, infamous for its organized pickets at military funeralsas part of its anti-gay agenda, is apparently targeting Sage because of his father's previous relationships.
"Adulterous dad brought wrath of God on son. #BloodOnDadsHands #picketfuneral #woe," Phelps tweeted, adding, "Tell @TheSlyStallone to mourn for his sins, not pimp out son's dead body to more proud sin!""
The world has no short supply of idiots - and apparently some attend the Westboro Baptist Church.
Church to picket Sage Stallone's death
Monday, July 16, 2012
Kindly explain....
How you feel you are entitled to anything from me (be it a meal, an explanation or a roll of toilet paper) when you give nothing in return? When I say nothing I mean - zero dollars, zero assistance, zero anything - except bitching about what you think I should be doing and how I should be doing it....
If I love you or think highly of you I will give you courtesy (by choice)...other than that you aren't entitled to a damn thing. I answer to myself, the God of my understanding and the laws of the USA. You may want to consider that the next time you question me, my choices or my actions.
Just saying.
If I love you or think highly of you I will give you courtesy (by choice)...other than that you aren't entitled to a damn thing. I answer to myself, the God of my understanding and the laws of the USA. You may want to consider that the next time you question me, my choices or my actions.
Just saying.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
I am a...
Thinker...Now this can be both a positive (although I have yet to have a concrete example of this) and a negative. Being a thinker means I think about every action, choice, decision or plan I make - being a thinker should not be confused with being intelligent (although I am not completely dence). When I say I think about everything I mean I pick it apart to its smallest possible molecule; analyze effect and consequence.
Example: Who will this decision effect? How will this decision make a particular person feel? What will people say? What will people do? Will I be abandoned by people I care about because I made this choice? Am I making this choice for myself or based on how someone else will feel?
I have discovered over the years is that this doesn't really serve a purpose for me and find it ironic that many of the people whose thoughts and feelings I consider do not contribute to my life as a whole.
There is a saying that analyzing is paralyzing and I tend to agree because often I am just unable to come to a clear conclusion or decision. I am afflicted by this character defect called caring too damn much what others think. I often wish I can just throw caution to the wind (and on a rare occasion I may) but mostly I think.
I feel emotions to my very core - as deeply as they can go whether it is happiness, anger, insecurity, hurt, sadness or any other numerous feelings. I realize that this is why I think. If I don't think I will feel and I can't under any circumstance allow my feelings to dictate my actions without some thought. I am extremely empathetic and often consider the feelings of others to a fault.
I am a thinker; a work in progress and I am ok with that.
Example: Who will this decision effect? How will this decision make a particular person feel? What will people say? What will people do? Will I be abandoned by people I care about because I made this choice? Am I making this choice for myself or based on how someone else will feel?
I have discovered over the years is that this doesn't really serve a purpose for me and find it ironic that many of the people whose thoughts and feelings I consider do not contribute to my life as a whole.
There is a saying that analyzing is paralyzing and I tend to agree because often I am just unable to come to a clear conclusion or decision. I am afflicted by this character defect called caring too damn much what others think. I often wish I can just throw caution to the wind (and on a rare occasion I may) but mostly I think.
I feel emotions to my very core - as deeply as they can go whether it is happiness, anger, insecurity, hurt, sadness or any other numerous feelings. I realize that this is why I think. If I don't think I will feel and I can't under any circumstance allow my feelings to dictate my actions without some thought. I am extremely empathetic and often consider the feelings of others to a fault.
I am a thinker; a work in progress and I am ok with that.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Are you busy on Saturday?...
Well I tell you that all depends. To me this is a set up of the worst kind because you are curious as to what the person is going to say but your gut knows that it will be one of those favor requests. I have never had a:
"Are you busy on Saturday because I have orchestra seats to the Lion King on Broadway and thought you would like to go."
what usually occurs is:
"I was wondering if you can take me to the airport?" or "Would you be able to watch all 6 of my kids while I go get a pedicure?"
The point is the question should be rephrased to:
"Do you think on Saturday you can blah, blah, blah?" or "If you are available on Saturday could you blah, blah, blah?" this way if I don't want to do it I am not cornered because you already know I am free.
It is a set up. That is why nowadays everyone answers "Why?" before they are willing to let you know what their plans are.
"Are you busy on Saturday because I have orchestra seats to the Lion King on Broadway and thought you would like to go."
what usually occurs is:
"I was wondering if you can take me to the airport?" or "Would you be able to watch all 6 of my kids while I go get a pedicure?"
The point is the question should be rephrased to:
"Do you think on Saturday you can blah, blah, blah?" or "If you are available on Saturday could you blah, blah, blah?" this way if I don't want to do it I am not cornered because you already know I am free.
It is a set up. That is why nowadays everyone answers "Why?" before they are willing to let you know what their plans are.
Monday, June 25, 2012
It's your turn....
I don't know what I find more entertaining: my kids arguing over whose is going to the store or their reasoning...
"I went yesterday."
"I emptied the dishwasher."
"Your the one who drinks more soda."
"I graduated last Wednesday."
"I helped mommy with the floor."
"I will do your laundry when I take mine down later."
"Deal."
"I went yesterday."
"I emptied the dishwasher."
"Your the one who drinks more soda."
"I graduated last Wednesday."
"I helped mommy with the floor."
"I will do your laundry when I take mine down later."
"Deal."
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Grow up...
"Grow up!" I love when people say that. I guess the fact that I have two kids, was in a 20 marriage, have worked in the same place for 13 yrs and 9 yrs the place before that. Have tried my best to play an active role in my children's schools and in my community. Pay my bills as regularly as possible and don't ask you for a damn thing means I am immature. Funny that. Just because I have:
a sarcastic tendency;
laugh at things that I shouldn't find funny but do;
and come out my ass with you (the very epitome of maturity and responsibility) when you start throwing bullshit.
Amazing that you even think for a second that you are and authority on any growth let alone my growth. Interesting way you have of looking at things - then again you away did.
a sarcastic tendency;
laugh at things that I shouldn't find funny but do;
and come out my ass with you (the very epitome of maturity and responsibility) when you start throwing bullshit.
Amazing that you even think for a second that you are and authority on any growth let alone my growth. Interesting way you have of looking at things - then again you away did.
Friday, June 15, 2012
He just called...
[phone ringing]....
"Mr. So & So's Office;"
"It's [insert name];"
"uh huh...;"
"He just called me...;"
"Ok, he is on the other line can he call you back?"
"He JUST called me...;"
"uh huh...would you like me to go to his office and let him know you are on?"
"Yes please because he just called me."
***
Ok
1st off this was a personal call.
2nd is that I am pretty sure it wasn't urgent.
3rd I heard you the first time when you said he just called you.
If only I could reply:
"Yes, So & So, I heard you the 1st 2 times you said he just called you - did you hear the part when I said he is on the phone and can he call you back? If it is urgent you might want to express that and if it was urgent on his behalf he would have picked up when he saw your number come up on his phone." Pendejo.
"Mr. So & So's Office;"
"It's [insert name];"
"uh huh...;"
"He just called me...;"
"Ok, he is on the other line can he call you back?"
"He JUST called me...;"
"uh huh...would you like me to go to his office and let him know you are on?"
"Yes please because he just called me."
***
Ok
1st off this was a personal call.
2nd is that I am pretty sure it wasn't urgent.
3rd I heard you the first time when you said he just called you.
If only I could reply:
"Yes, So & So, I heard you the 1st 2 times you said he just called you - did you hear the part when I said he is on the phone and can he call you back? If it is urgent you might want to express that and if it was urgent on his behalf he would have picked up when he saw your number come up on his phone." Pendejo.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Knowledge and experience...
I don't claim to ever be a genius (and if I did you would soon realize that it was a false claim). I know what I know based on what I remember from public school and life experiences. I am just a regular person who gets up and lives life to the best of my ability. I try to improve the parts of myself I feel need change. I try to keep an open mind. Please note the word TRY. I don't always succeed and I accept that. I make a decent living but poor choices, mistakes and lessons have prevented me from moving ahead at the speed I would like - but I accept accountability in these decisions. At the end of the day I can look in the mirror and know that I am truly a decent human being who uses too much profanity, owes too much money, is blessed with an abundance of wonderful friends, family and 2 amazing kids.
I attended a Meet and Greet yesterday for an upcoming Board Election for my building and left with this horrible sense of powerlessness in my voice. It is actually frightening to see how many different visions of life and reality people have. This is not to say the my vision is right and correct - just that it is different and based on my reality.
Someone mentioned a comment one of the Board Members made regarding maintenance increases...please know that this is hearsay, I wasn't there to confirm but the gist of the statement seemed to be: Do you know what I paid for my apartment? If people can't afford to live here they should leave.
This was extremely disturbing to me as: 1. I live there; 2. I struggle with my finances; 3. I like where I live; 4. I belong here - this is MY home.
I live in the Lower East Side of New York. Have all my life. MY grandfather worked maintenance in the buildings I live in. I made my Holy Communion in St. Mary's where my parents married and my children Baptized. I went to all the "zoned" schools because back then there wasn't a choice. This neighborhood use to be so full of diversity and culture. Like most areas it is changing. Gone are the stores that offered Cuchifritos; a slice & soda; or knish - that you could also buy "Skippys" (think bootleg Keds).
The days when your neighbor Lily owned the liquor store and Tony the shoe repair. How much longer before they remove Zafi's diner that has existed since I was in kindergarten? Still can't beat their Lime-Rickey.
I Googled the Board Member who had apparently made the comment and came across and article in the New York Village Voice. Here is a blurb I copied with remarks made from him and his partner.
"The older community has more wealth because they have the equity. [Jennifer] They don't seem to know it. [Michael] They're starting to grasp it. We make more money but they don't have the mortgage. The lady that had this apartment paid $3,400 30 years ago. She wore taps on her shoes. [ Jennifer] So her shoes would last longer. [Michael] She was Section 8. Here's this woman with all this equity in the apartment and our federal tax dollars were paying a significant portion of her maintenance. I almost think she should have to pay that back. I worked for a company that used to audit HUD. The closing was very bizarre. She now has a huge chunk of change that her children are salivating over. She has five kids. The neighbors were glad we moved in because at times she had 15 people in the apartment. We're young professionals who keep a clean apartment. When I came in, there were cockroaches all over. I called Jen. I was crying—maybe we made a mistake. We renovated. We spent about $50,000. Now this is a gem. I used only local people. I wanted to do everything to support the community. We put a French door in between the bedroom and the living room. We wanted to see the Empire State Building. We paid $425,000, which was under market. I think today this place would go for $600,000. She didn't use a real estate broker. I did all the research—I benefited. I don't understand her decision, but it was a good one for us."
I can only say this:
You don't know someone based on where they live or how they dress.
Do you think because I make less, live off of Section 8 that I haven't earned my keep in society; or because my home isn't as clean as yours I am undeserving to live on the same block or apartment floor you do? If I sold my apartment would my kids be salivating over the money or could they possibly be concerned to where we would be living the following week? I am always amazed on how long it takes to save $1000 as opposed to spending it. How far does a dollar go these days? What happens when I am too old to work and social security doesn't exist?
You don't know me. My reality and yours are very different and while you think you know all about the "type of person" I am you can't possibly because you have never cared to ask. Keep an open mind. You may one day find yourself looking back on some of the things you have said and realize you were far from accurate. Everyone has a story. We are a culture of flawed and vastly unique individuals. I can't balance a check book and don't cook every night but I have love in my heart for people, places and things that are near and dear to me. Your life experiences have put you where you are as mine have me. Maybe your life got a better hand or maybe you just knew how play it to your advantage but life is funny and often changes the rules of the game.
I attended a Meet and Greet yesterday for an upcoming Board Election for my building and left with this horrible sense of powerlessness in my voice. It is actually frightening to see how many different visions of life and reality people have. This is not to say the my vision is right and correct - just that it is different and based on my reality.
Someone mentioned a comment one of the Board Members made regarding maintenance increases...please know that this is hearsay, I wasn't there to confirm but the gist of the statement seemed to be: Do you know what I paid for my apartment? If people can't afford to live here they should leave.
This was extremely disturbing to me as: 1. I live there; 2. I struggle with my finances; 3. I like where I live; 4. I belong here - this is MY home.
I live in the Lower East Side of New York. Have all my life. MY grandfather worked maintenance in the buildings I live in. I made my Holy Communion in St. Mary's where my parents married and my children Baptized. I went to all the "zoned" schools because back then there wasn't a choice. This neighborhood use to be so full of diversity and culture. Like most areas it is changing. Gone are the stores that offered Cuchifritos; a slice & soda; or knish - that you could also buy "Skippys" (think bootleg Keds).
The days when your neighbor Lily owned the liquor store and Tony the shoe repair. How much longer before they remove Zafi's diner that has existed since I was in kindergarten? Still can't beat their Lime-Rickey.
I Googled the Board Member who had apparently made the comment and came across and article in the New York Village Voice. Here is a blurb I copied with remarks made from him and his partner.
"The older community has more wealth because they have the equity. [Jennifer] They don't seem to know it. [Michael] They're starting to grasp it. We make more money but they don't have the mortgage. The lady that had this apartment paid $3,400 30 years ago. She wore taps on her shoes. [ Jennifer] So her shoes would last longer. [Michael] She was Section 8. Here's this woman with all this equity in the apartment and our federal tax dollars were paying a significant portion of her maintenance. I almost think she should have to pay that back. I worked for a company that used to audit HUD. The closing was very bizarre. She now has a huge chunk of change that her children are salivating over. She has five kids. The neighbors were glad we moved in because at times she had 15 people in the apartment. We're young professionals who keep a clean apartment. When I came in, there were cockroaches all over. I called Jen. I was crying—maybe we made a mistake. We renovated. We spent about $50,000. Now this is a gem. I used only local people. I wanted to do everything to support the community. We put a French door in between the bedroom and the living room. We wanted to see the Empire State Building. We paid $425,000, which was under market. I think today this place would go for $600,000. She didn't use a real estate broker. I did all the research—I benefited. I don't understand her decision, but it was a good one for us."
I can only say this:
You don't know someone based on where they live or how they dress.
Do you think because I make less, live off of Section 8 that I haven't earned my keep in society; or because my home isn't as clean as yours I am undeserving to live on the same block or apartment floor you do? If I sold my apartment would my kids be salivating over the money or could they possibly be concerned to where we would be living the following week? I am always amazed on how long it takes to save $1000 as opposed to spending it. How far does a dollar go these days? What happens when I am too old to work and social security doesn't exist?
You don't know me. My reality and yours are very different and while you think you know all about the "type of person" I am you can't possibly because you have never cared to ask. Keep an open mind. You may one day find yourself looking back on some of the things you have said and realize you were far from accurate. Everyone has a story. We are a culture of flawed and vastly unique individuals. I can't balance a check book and don't cook every night but I have love in my heart for people, places and things that are near and dear to me. Your life experiences have put you where you are as mine have me. Maybe your life got a better hand or maybe you just knew how play it to your advantage but life is funny and often changes the rules of the game.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
You are a friggin idiot...
Idiot Pastor.
No God of my understanding would take the stance taken by this moron. I think the Lord himself is shaking his head.
No God of my understanding would take the stance taken by this moron. I think the Lord himself is shaking his head.
Beat the bully...
Do I sound angry? Hell yeah I am! What the fuck is up with guardians/parents not addressing their kids who are being bullies (worse if the parents are bullies also). Let me find out my kid is being a bully and laws be damn because my child is getting an ass whipping.
What kind of a person picks on someone weaker? I believe there is a term for that called a p#*sy. Children need to be taught (and for that matter so do some ignorant ass adults) to treat each other with respect and courtesy. In case you haven't heard life is short. God put us on this earth and I doubt his intent was to have everyone harming each other be it emotionally, physically or verbally.
Note to the little witch kicking my nephew down the slide in the playground while the other little girls taunted – tell mommy I will be there next time. I am supposed to tell my nephew not to hit girls when I want to slap a bitch myself. Just ignore them – fuck no. My sister was trying to address the girls nicely – can you please stop kicking him!! Oh lawd – then when Madea come out we all uncivilized and shit. I am not trying to have someone yell at my kids but if my kids are doing wrong and I am not around then do you because that is how they learn – note that I said "yell" not touch and "if I am not around" – meaning at one point someone should be yelling "whose kid is this?" (and I mean YELLING because I am hearing impaired).
Breath……ok sorry I had to get that out of my system. I get heated every time I think of my braveheart getting picked on. Make no mistake - if it were his younger brother on the slide them girls wouldn't even have known how to handle his reaction and 2 of us would have had to hold back that 5 year old.
What kind of a person picks on someone weaker? I believe there is a term for that called a p#*sy. Children need to be taught (and for that matter so do some ignorant ass adults) to treat each other with respect and courtesy. In case you haven't heard life is short. God put us on this earth and I doubt his intent was to have everyone harming each other be it emotionally, physically or verbally.
Note to the little witch kicking my nephew down the slide in the playground while the other little girls taunted – tell mommy I will be there next time. I am supposed to tell my nephew not to hit girls when I want to slap a bitch myself. Just ignore them – fuck no. My sister was trying to address the girls nicely – can you please stop kicking him!! Oh lawd – then when Madea come out we all uncivilized and shit. I am not trying to have someone yell at my kids but if my kids are doing wrong and I am not around then do you because that is how they learn – note that I said "yell" not touch and "if I am not around" – meaning at one point someone should be yelling "whose kid is this?" (and I mean YELLING because I am hearing impaired).
Breath……ok sorry I had to get that out of my system. I get heated every time I think of my braveheart getting picked on. Make no mistake - if it were his younger brother on the slide them girls wouldn't even have known how to handle his reaction and 2 of us would have had to hold back that 5 year old.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Wondering...
I often wonder what in someone's life causes them to act superior – and make no mistake because it is acting. You may have a degree in law, philosophy, a license to practice medicine, or have invented the next best thing to the crapper - but at the end of the day you are a mammal. While you may know more about certain things someone else may excel in another topic or profession.
You can have a mansion but will one day be at the mercy of an electrician or plumber; or even as brilliant as you are you will some day have to ask the stock person what aisle the olives are in.
Based on today's news events it is being said that the Zombie Apocalypse is here. Do you think those Zombies are going to give a shit that you make 7 figures and have an Island in the Caymans. That person you stepped on – on your upward climb may be the very person with the weaponry to save your ass.
In other words – don't be an asshole your whole life. Pick and choose your battles, make sure they are worth the fight and don't ever think you are so much greater than anyone that you have a right to belittle or berate them.
You can have a mansion but will one day be at the mercy of an electrician or plumber; or even as brilliant as you are you will some day have to ask the stock person what aisle the olives are in.
Based on today's news events it is being said that the Zombie Apocalypse is here. Do you think those Zombies are going to give a shit that you make 7 figures and have an Island in the Caymans. That person you stepped on – on your upward climb may be the very person with the weaponry to save your ass.
In other words – don't be an asshole your whole life. Pick and choose your battles, make sure they are worth the fight and don't ever think you are so much greater than anyone that you have a right to belittle or berate them.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
The world of online dating...
A while back I decided to try online dating. It is a good experience if you are trying to get yourself back out there. I met some fairly normal people like myself and some from planet Hell No but I didn't realize it would be such a filtering process - people lie. They put pictures of of themselves when they were 10 years younger and 60 lbs lighter. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem dating an older heavy guy but at least give me a heads up. Don't have me looking for William Levy when your ass is Dennis Franz (who I find to be an attractive man with a whole lot of swagger). Point is Dennis wouldn't put a pic of himself when he was 45 if he is in fact 60.
If you have a lazy eye, peg leg or tourette let a sista know. Same applies to the ladies but I will leave that mess for someone else to take on.
I am, for the most part, a very honest person. I also don't have time to waste on nonsense so after taking some time to work on my profile this was the end result.
"Primarily, I am a mom, daughter, sister and friend. I value those roles and while I strive to be the best in all of them I try not to take them too seriously.
I have a sarcastic, quick wit and often laugh at things I shouldn't.
I make every effort to be a person of my word. I am a work in progress.
I, like many others, prefer honesty in any relationship. Be straight, be real but don't be an idiot when doing it.
I am a Mets fan. Doesn't matter how bad the season - it goes with this horrible loyalty trait I have in me. I have nothing against Yankee fans, I'm just not one of them.
I am not for you if:
You want athletic & toned
You are a stickler for etiquette (while I know how to drink out of a glass and control most bodily functions upper class lady I am not)
You want or think you want kids (I have 2 I can barely tolerate)
You want a domestic Goddess
You are deeply religious, I have people praying for my soul this very moment."
You be surprised at how people set their standards because I had no shortage of emails. As I said earlier - it was a good experience but for now I choose to remain single.
If you have a lazy eye, peg leg or tourette let a sista know. Same applies to the ladies but I will leave that mess for someone else to take on.
I am, for the most part, a very honest person. I also don't have time to waste on nonsense so after taking some time to work on my profile this was the end result.
"Primarily, I am a mom, daughter, sister and friend. I value those roles and while I strive to be the best in all of them I try not to take them too seriously.
I have a sarcastic, quick wit and often laugh at things I shouldn't.
I make every effort to be a person of my word. I am a work in progress.
I, like many others, prefer honesty in any relationship. Be straight, be real but don't be an idiot when doing it.
I am a Mets fan. Doesn't matter how bad the season - it goes with this horrible loyalty trait I have in me. I have nothing against Yankee fans, I'm just not one of them.
I am not for you if:
You want athletic & toned
You are a stickler for etiquette (while I know how to drink out of a glass and control most bodily functions upper class lady I am not)
You want or think you want kids (I have 2 I can barely tolerate)
You want a domestic Goddess
You are deeply religious, I have people praying for my soul this very moment."
You be surprised at how people set their standards because I had no shortage of emails. As I said earlier - it was a good experience but for now I choose to remain single.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Ish in The Lo-Down...
Local Writer Sissy Silva on Things That Make You Shake Your Head, Curse Like a Sailor & Give the Finger
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